** This is a little excerpt of my life that took place in the year 2002. The story is true to my memory and feelings in that moment. Thank you for taking the time to read… it truly means a-lot to me. **
Love Me In Perfection
These are the moments that I love. Makes all the frustration, anxiety, mental pain, and sadness worth being endured.
It’s quiet… just muffled sounds dance in my ears.
The only light being from the glow of the TV.
Sipping hot tea.
Sitting on the loveseat with B… laying back, just a little… resting against the arm of the sofa.
One hand molded perfectly to his… my body melting into him.
The heat of his gaze on my face…
His sweet lips on my face.
– You are my hero, my everything baby girl. –
I don’t speak… I just kiss his lips.
Love oozes from every pore of me. I am alive…. on fire with passion for this man.
I want to save him… from himself.
Why is he so loving and affectionate tonight?
Does it matter?
I hold his gaze…
Indeed, pin-dot pupils in a dark room.
It’s ok B, for tonight.
Be high and love me in perfection.
© bipolarmuse 2012